The Emperor’s Angel of Death

On this battlefield, the struggle between the rebels and the loyal is out of control, and the belief that drove the conflict between the two sides no longer exists. All that is left is to stimulate the urge to war.

Anger, despair, and fear occupy people's souls, and the storm nourishes the violent souls and enhances the power of subspace objects.

Savita can hardly see humans in the whirlpool, but there are still a group of creatures that were once humans, connected with many bodies, like a big tree full of nodules, and the branches are countless arms and thigh.

The flesh changed as Chaos strengthened its control, but the pillar was still there, which gave him a chance.

The storm was raging around him, and the storm of psychic energy swept the extraordinary existence who dared to throw themselves into the storm, but he just grasped his halberd tightly, because a huge danger would come in this attack.

The storm will try to make him give up fighting and destroy him.

The material world has become the most fragile and bleak form in this struggle. The crow prince strives to accurately divide his attention into two halves, maintain a balance between offense and defense, and strengthen each other's strength.

Then, he swung a roaring halberd, like a forked lightning, hitting multiple targets at once.

The mortal nodules in the storm erupted in the psychic fire, and the body and spirit burned at the same time, and the destruction spread from one plane to another.

Savita slammed again and again, and as the halberd flew, the tentacles and claws that hit him were broken.

At this moment, his will was unshakable, and his violent violent ruined the world.

Many monsters that were once humans died in despair.

The stunned energy approached to grab him, but his defenses were indestructible, and he refused the false promise.

Soon, the storm began to weaken before his attack.

Without human nourishment, the whirlwind gradually dissipated, and the wider whirlpool was shrinking, and the airflow became less fierce when Savitado destroyed the nodules.

Slowly, the subspace energy lost its cohesion and gradually dissipated.

As the storm retreated, Savita resisted the new temptations of victory and speed. His self-control and defense were unprecedentedly important.

Even so, he has seen the end of the struggle come.

Suddenly, something was moving in the storm that was about to end.

Saivita couldn't clearly feel what it was.

It stirs the wind of the storm and stretches out from the depths of the subspace, acting with intentions.

Responding to an order that forced the existence of the thin curtain of the material world, and was angry because he could not show up yet, the remaining human nodules in the storm suddenly changed the direction of all its power.

The gathered energy rushed out of the storm and hit Saivita. Although he was stopped with a halberd, the energy exploded with the light.

Saivita was repelled by more than ten meters.

When he stood firm, those nodules grew and turned into a huge monster, shining, and even the surrounding stones exploded into flames.

Savita saw the incoming attack, and he retreated from the storm.

Saul also saw the danger, and immediately adjusted the storm crow's weapon at the monster.

The bullet exploded at the edge of the halo, the storm weakened further, and its remaining fury transformed itself into an energy nova.

It was covered with human faces, twisted in pain, strength and madness, and then the monster's slender arms stretched towards Saivita.

Ustad watched all this.

Before this, he had never seen such a combat skill, never had such a balance, such a swift and wild, such a ruthless art.

Even Thor's sword is inferior.

When the crow prince rotated his halberd, the dark sunlight reflected like a halo from his silver-gray armor.

It was a brutal frenzy, a noble contempt, so brilliant.

He waved his halberd as if it were a living creature, a soul he once tamed, now being forced to dance wildly.

Savita refined the chaotic battle language into a horrible and ruthless chapter, never extravagant, never wasted-every hit was full of killing intent, just right, without a trace.

In just a few seconds, he repelled the mad beast step by step.

It was furious at him, roaring at him in the fury of anger and pain, frantically waving huge, bone-destructive claws and crab claws, hoping to pull his head from his body.

Saivita clings to it, like a bat sucking the blood of its prey. The halberd breaks out and cuts back, piercing the unclean flesh with its rapidly rotating teeth, and biting deeply into the salted bones below. .

It tried to smash him with a heavy punch, but he whirled around and suddenly slashed with a halberd.

Immediately blood was splashed, and the severed fist of the monster detached from the wrist simply and cleanly, and poured into a stream of dirty blood.

The beast of the subspace is becoming more and more violent, its eyes are wild and unstoppable, and bubbles are constantly pouring from the bottomless abyss-like throat.

Its other paw swung out as fast as a bullet.

At this time, Savita had already started to move, and saw him spin on one foot, backhanded the halberd, and slammed the head of the halberd against the opponent's claws with the power of rotation.

The moment the two collided, the entire battlefield was shaking.

Saivita was unmoved, but seeing his hands pressed against the metal handle, the beast's arm suddenly shattered.

It staggered to escape from the onslaught, and the roar became weaker and weaker and more desperate.

Finally, its ultimate move is a bite of acid enough to dissolve the metal.

But this was easily avoided by Saivita.

The prince of crows chased after him, his ruthless attack continued.

The halberd continued to roar, and cut a large chunk of fat from the disgusting body, then turned around, tearing a long gap in its chest.

The plasma mingled with the soil, gurgling under its feet.

Everything happened so fast.

The beast swayed around its waist, its stomach was bleeding, and its jaw slumped feebly.

It stared at the murderer, its eight snake-shaped eyes filled with liquid, and its chest was undulating.

Saivita was unmoved, raised the halberd high, her feet solid.

The monster did not take any action to protect itself, and that stubborn and poor face had long been damaged, and misery and confusion were its most obvious signs.

It knows what is dying, and it knows what is gone.

In despair, it shrieked a word.

"traitor!"

Immediately afterwards, the halberd whizzed down, drawing **** trails as they dived.

With a bang, the beast's head fell heavily.

In the next second, a fierce burst of subspace flame shot upwards from the headless body, but it split in two in front of Saivita.

The crow prince coldly threw off the flesh and blood from the chain saw ~www.ltnovel.com~ and stepped on the monster's corpse, while fierce cheers erupted on the distant parapet.

The storm disappeared just at this moment.

At this time, everyone discovered that countless carbonized corpses were lying on the ground covered by the storm, twisting in the pain of destroying them.

Their deformities are unusual. Some corpses are nearly six meters long, some have five arms, and one-third of the corpses grow a group of heads between each other-there are always enough human forms to show the dead monster. What it used to be.

These debris piled up on the battlefield, forming a corpse mountain nearly ten meters high, and Saiweita stood at the top of the corpse mountain.

He couldn't even remember how many he killed.

All the laws of physics disturbed by the subspace, perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, he only stayed in the storm for ten seconds, but he felt that it might have been several days.

At this time, there was another roar in the sky.

Saivita turned to look and saw the northern sky, and several Thunder Eagles were roaring towards him.